When a fly terrorizes your suspicious mung bean pea soup
When you’re sitting there at lunchtime like a complete lunatic aggressively slurping your self invented pea soup variant with disgusting mung beans because a filthy fly keeps circling your questionable appearance like a helicopter searching for a culinary war crime involving suspicious mung beans and you don’t feel like getting infected by some kind of parasitic disaster bullshit because the creature keeps casually landing on the edge of your soup bowl to chill there extensively. No thank you, guess I’ll just not enjoy my little soup then
Life is so much better without any periods and comma’s. And I do meant this in the broadest sense of the word.
